Cassie hadn't always been the person she was today. She'd probably had more lows than highs so far in her life. Her addiction that had dragged her under. Her idiot ex who now had a girlfriend with a barely developed frontal lobe trying to assume control over her family.

But she did still have some things that she found solace in. Her son, Harrison, was the light of her life. Calls from him always made her day so much better, even if she'd had a nightmare shift. And getting to help people - people like her, who were struggling with addiction, or victims of violence.

And, well... there was someone new, too.

It usually wasn't in Cassie's jurisdiction to get involved with the doctors, or anyone at work in general. But you'd wormed your way under her carefully constructed walls, somehow, like the cheeky little shit you were.

And if she was honest, Cassie couldn't really picture her life without you now. Whether that was waking up to your still-warm side of the bed or the smell of breakfast cooking, it helped. It helped a lot.

However, waking up on a Sunday morning to you making breakfast with Harrison in tow was enough to truly make her heart melt. "Hey, you..." She went to Harrison first, kissing his head before she kissed you. "What's all this?" She leaned her cheek against your shoulder.